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Post by alostandbrokensoul on May 17, 2004 20:48:09 GMT -5
I reach out to hold you your cold your lips are blue you never called me back that night when i called to make up for the fight the phone is now ringing and the sweat on my face is stinging i pick it up unaware of what they'll say i'm sorry to imform you but they found his body by the bay i stand there with this shock of dread as they tell me my boyfriends dead.
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Post by bloodredtears on May 18, 2004 0:11:52 GMT -5
wow..did this really happen? if it did i'm so sorry...that would really really be ...well there isn't a word for what it would be
this poem was very wonderfullly written...Welcome to Poet Club...i can't wait to read more of your stuff! ~Kris
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Post by rinna(on leave...for eternity) on May 21, 2004 6:05:46 GMT -5
i'm sorry if this happened to you, what a terrible tragedy. as kris said, welcome to PC, i hope to read more soon! x rinna x
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